marry a lunatic

Chapter 83

Obviously in the cold snow.

He didn't care about it, he still kissed passionately, kissing until the person rolled over, rolling and crushing pieces of snow, all kinds of subtle sounds lingered in the air, there was the slight creaking sound of snowflakes being crushed, and the sound of breathlessness and shortness of breath , the sound of sipping water from the battle of lips and teeth...

"Want it?"

Finally he was willing to let him go and asked tentatively.

Yin Nuo took a deep breath, his whole body was so red that even his eye circles were red, it took him a long time to recover, "Are...here?"

Shen Mochi grinned, but his eyes turned evil, "Here, do you dare?"

"God!"

Yin Nuo looked around in fright, "Are you crazy??"

"Xiao Nuo"

With a mysterious and warm voice, the devil began to confuse people.

Put it down and kiss gently, and carefully unbutton the clothes: "Can you give it to me?"

"Shen Mochi..."

"Xiao Nuo"

The slightly rough big hand has reached into the back, down the tailbone, Yin Nuo's whole body is limp, trembling unbelievably, "Don't worry, be seen by...others..."

"At this time, there will be no one here..."

Both men were breathing fast, one was getting rougher and the other was trembling more and more.

Just about to get to know more, suddenly,

An extremely majestic voice came from behind: "What are you doing?"

Unexamined, wobbled, and was shaken away.

Shen Mochi turned his head abruptly, while Yin Nuo quickly hid in his arms in fright.

In the depths of the snow stood a tall and mighty man in a black coat.

The man had a face of a natural king, with unusually sharp brows, a golden carved cane in his hand, and gem rings on eight out of ten fingers, with an overbearing aura that crushed the audience.

Beside him stood a mocking Shen Beichuan.

"Humph!"

Shen Mochi sneered, carefully pulled Yin Nuo up into his arms, and said slowly, "Old man, why did you come here early? Are you looking for Lin Xuerou? She is locked in the underground laboratory, you can go and see for yourself. I still have something to do, so I won't accompany you!"

After finishing speaking, he gently tidied Yin Nuo's clothes, wiped off the snow on his body, and dragged him to leave.

The man gritted his teeth angrily, stomped his cane again, and said angrily, "What's your attitude? Who is he? Why don't you explain it?"

Shen Mochi picked his ears, and returned his disdainful gaze: "You want to care?"

"you!"

The man was so angry that he almost jumped up, and kept cursing: "Nizi! Nizi!"

Shen Beichuan hurriedly comforted him: "Father, calm down..."

Yin Nuo was startled when he heard that, the redness of his cheeks spread to the base of his ears, and he hurriedly explained: "...uncle, uncle, I...we're just kidding..."

"Just kidding? Two men roll on the ground kissing, you tell me it's just kidding? Also, you mere mortal, how dare you call me uncle? Do you know who I am?" Yin Nuo snapped!

"I don't call you uncle, can I call you father? We're not married yet! You want him to be your wife, and you don't want to see if she is willing!" Shen Mochi said angrily.

Yin Nuo was so anxious that he didn't dare to speak, so he could only keep pulling on Shen Mochi's cuff to signal him not to do this.

"Bastard! You still want to marry him?"

"Yes! Can you control it?"

"you you.....!"

The man was so angry that he almost vomited blood, and it took him a long time to sigh half-deadly: "How can you be worthy of your dead grandpa?"

"Why are you sorry? Grandpa has always supported me and let me do what I want to do!" Shen Mochi was confident!

"Just because he lets you do what you want, doesn't mean you can do whatever you want!" The man raised his crutches and stepped on the snow, as if they were going to fight.

However, Shen Mochi held him in the air, and said in a cold tone: "I married my beloved, is it foolish?"

—Shen Beichuan next to him saw the needles, seemingly speaking for Shen Mochi, but actually betraying him, "Father, my brother's true love for him is true, and I have marked it all."

"what???"

The man pulled the cane hard, his eyes almost exploded with anger: "You marked a man???"

"What? Can't you?"

"you you you!"

The man was so angry that he spurted out a mouthful of blood, stumbled and shook a few times, and then fell into the snow with his whole body!

Fortunately, Shen Mochi was holding onto his cane, and Yin Nuo was also close, and the two quickly grabbed him from left to right, so they didn't fall down.

"Damn, old man, what's the matter with you?" Shen Mochi cursed.

Shen Beichuan yelled on purpose: "My God! You vomited blood out of your father's anger! You even fainted! Someone!"

Hearing the sound, several blood clan teenagers rushed over, along with the patriarch's personal butler and a big flat head, there was a burst of chaos.

The man was carried to the lounge of the shooting range. The room was small, with a simple small bed and a pair of tables, chairs and benches for the duty personnel to rest.

The man was laid flat on the small bed. The old housekeeper felt his pulse, took out the medicine bottle he carried with him, shook out two pills and fed it to the man.

Yin Nuo was squeezed to the corner to watch, but he couldn't get in the way. The people of the blood clan were all handsome and handsome, and they looked like they refused to be thousands of miles away.

I feel like a little yellow duck standing in a pile of white swans, it's wrong to go, and it's awkward to stay.

Shen Mochi asked the old housekeeper, "Uncle Fang, what's his situation?"

Uncle Fang is the personal butler who takes care of the patriarch's daily life. The Fang family has practiced medicine for generations, and his medical skills are quite good.

Hearing this, he raised his jaw and glanced at Shen Mochi, and said in a reproachful tone: "Your father has been worrying about the T virus recently, and he hasn't slept well for a long time. This person will get sick when he gets old, and the same goes for the blood race. His liver , something went wrong, be good and don't provoke him."

Shen Mochi raised his eyebrows, "So he's dying too?". . . .

"Look at you kid, how can you say such a thing?" The old housekeeper shook his head.

Shen Beichuan who was next to him sneered: "He wishes his father would do something, so that no one can care about him!"